I’m really lucky in that I’m surrounded by modified car culture pretty much all the time. From driving such cars every single day to hanging out with friends all the time, there is a constant flow of things to see and photograph. The day after the P10 Primera afternoon that I wrote about in my last post, I was leading a train of MX5s in the middle of the night to a potential stunt spot that we found on Google Maps (while secretly wishing I wasn’t in a FWD car for this particular evening).

Obviously I can’t write too much about such an evening but the usual mishaps took place. Delaminating tyres, exploding auxiliary belts, making cars fit to drive home in the most random of places and waiting for recovery trucks…nothing has changed over the years.

One thing’s for sure though; boosted MX5s are so much fun.

One bonus of staying out so late was that I could pick my girlfriend and her drunken pals up from their night out in Manchester afterwards. The P10 soldiered through 150 miles or so on this particular evening and even gave us a front row seat observing a 3am McDonalds brawl; trusty little SR20.